Help those on the roof.

As you sprint towards the castle, you notice the sound of lighter, faster footfalls nearby. You peer down to see Mipa as she catches up with you. She continues running, however--short, curvy figure barely covered in a loin cloth and bikini top made from animal hides and bones, bouncing along. Her dark reddish brown hair, normally tied into a ponytail, has lost its band and now flows long and feel past her shoulders. She moves with focus and fury--a hatchet grasped in each hand. You can't tell at first if she even notices you there, but she's heading the same direction.

"Where are you going, Mipa?" you ask between heavy breaths.

"If our friends are in trouble up there, I'm coming too! Most of our foes are defeated, but I'm not done yet!" With an inspiring roar, she picks up the pace and nearly leaves you in the dust. It seems the might of pure rage is powerful indeed.

You and Mipa sprint straight through the doors of the castle. You make your way around the corner, down the hall, up the stairs, and you then finally step onto the roof. You stop for a moment to catch your breath, though Mipa continues on for several more feet before coming to a halt before the encounter ahead.

The Shard of Draconax remains locked in place securely on it altar. However, there's something wrong. You spot a small beetle-like object perched on the side of the crystal. Some sort of strange barrier is projecting from it, forming a bubble of energy around the Shard. It appears to be nullifying its magic. Around the area are the bodies of goblins and metallic constructs, but one ALICE remains, and she isn't alone. Another figure stands beside her. It's one you recognize--a woman with dark skin and elf-like ears, as well as a third eye on her forehead.

Meti the djinn, one of Elok Daven's allies, is present. As always, she has pale red hair tied into a large ponytail by beautiful blue beads, and above her third eye is a silver circlet covered in sapphire gems. Each of her long, pointed ears are pierced with silver rings, and her garb is like that of a belly dancer's--a deep blue bikini top held by a silver sun, translucent fabric from her forearms to her wrists which fade from blue to white, bikini bottoms to match, but with transparent pant legs which don't start until past her thighs, and silver shoes with curled tips. Djinn love to collect powerful, magical treasures, and they're able to store them within a pocket space accessible by nobody else.

Of course, you're not alone. Alice is up here, along with Mela the banshee and all four harpies. Then on top of that, Dajy's harem is present. You take this brief moment to tap into the Arcane Eye you left in the Throne Room. With a deep breath, you close your eyes, and when you open them again, one sees the situation ahead, while the other peers straight up at something you can't make out at first--two perfectly round, shiny, emerald cushions... An ass above a pair of legs. You're looking straight up from the ground at Rabbit's Foot's behind.

"Ah--" Lalarin turns to see you flutter like a bat behind her. "Kyle. I think we have things handled here."

Laira, Luna, Jelly, Fava, and Dixby are back near the throne, and in front of them stands Stax beside Queen Catherine, both armed and ready. In front of them stands Taiga and Summer, not far from Shivra. You're currently on the exact opposite end of the room, right behind Lalarin and Yin.

Two ALICEs remain sandwiched in the middle, along with a handful of automatons. As she said, it seems that the situation is relatively under control.

"Look out!" Yin cries.

As Rabbit's Foot turns her attention back to the fight, she sees the ALICE right in front of her. She pulls her shield back, and slices vertically downwards, while Lalarin can barely dodge in time. Her reaction time is quick, but these ALICEs are forces to be reckoned with. Thankfully, she does manage to avoid any damage at all, though she does stumble backwards right into your Arcane Eye. You bounce off her ass and struggle for a moment to regain control.

"Close one," Lalarin mutters. Then she looks down. Somehow, despite her bodysuit being incredibly thin and tight, a cut tears its way from the opening at her cleavage slowly down towards her stomach. She gasps in panic, though not a drop of blood is shed. The cut continues to tear down until it passes her bellybutton. She quickly brings her hand down between her legs right before the cut reveals something truly embarrassing. Her face lights up as she mutters out, "Wh-Why did it tear so low?"

The ALICE's confidence quickly disappears, however, when her body suddenly moves slower. She looks down at herself to see a pale purple sludge covering the lower half of her body. She turns, and on the ground nearby are a bunch of discarded articles of clothing. Though she has no idea what's happening, she gasps as Jelly makes her way discreetly inside of her foe. Nobody can see exactly what's happening, but the ALICE can certainly feel it. "Ah~!" she gasps aloud.

Queen Catherine withdraws her sword from a now-shattered automaton on the floor and looks back to the fight ahead. "You have an interesting party," she says.

"Jelly, be careful!" Stax calls out. "Don't be a hero!"

There isn't anything the ALICE can do. Her body weakens and she falls to her knees. The slime writhes and wiggles deep inside of her, and as this happens, she looks down in panic as her clothing starts to hiss. The material begins disappearing as Jelly enjoys a delicious lunch.

"I've had enough! This is our home!" Shivra snarls. She lunges forwards and grabs the other ALICE from behind. Shortly after she does, ice spreads around the golem's wood-like flesh, making it increasingly difficult for her to move. Her eyes turn to the nearest ally ready to strike and spots Lalarin. "Here's your opening!"

The bunnyfolk flushes. "But I'm a little--" She clears her throat, remembering who she is. Rabbit's Foot. Super heroine. With a deep breath, she bolts forwards with one hand between her legs and the other grasping her staff. She leaps into combat, and smacks the weapon down atop the ALICE's head, knocking her out immediately.

Shivra watches her opponent drop. She then eyes Lalarin up and down with a grin. "Why don't you raise your hands in celebration, hm~?"

"I-I'm good," the heroine replies.